 | Edmund Waller - 1857 - Страниц: 404
...might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer. My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move ! A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that 's good, and all that 's fair ; Give me but what this ribband... | |
 | 1857 - Страниц: 514
...might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere. The pale which held that lovely deer. My Joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move I A narrow compass 1 and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair ; Give me but what this... | |
 | 1861 - Страниц: 600
...my love, His arms might do what this lias done. Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair : Give me but what this riband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round !' There is of course a sense in which it would... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - Страниц: 356
...gone. Anon. xcv ON A GIRDLE It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer : My joy, my grief, my hope, my love Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair : Give me but what this ribband... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - Страниц: 554
...might do what this has done. It was my heav'n's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer. My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move ! A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair ; Give me but what this ribband... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - Страниц: 252
...my joyful temples bind : It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer ; My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move ! A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair. Give me but what this ribbon bound,... | |
 | Henry Southgate - 1865 - Страниц: 398
...Was floating on the billows of sweet sound. Trench. Narrow Compass of her Waist. A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair ; Give me but what this riband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round. Waller. Her Weakness. How hard it is for women... | |
 | 1865 - Страниц: 380
...Was floating on the billows of sweet sound. Trench. Narrow Compass of her Waist. A. narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair ; Give me but what this riband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round. Waller. Her Weakness. How hard it is for women... | |
 | Henry Drury - 1865 - Страниц: 430
...do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer : My joy, my grief, my hope, my love Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound,... | |
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That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my... 
